This may be disorder Underneath illusion Catching you out Pulling you in
If not to notice Touch me so closely How different
It could've been
Instinctive blindness Unpleasant kindness
The way you hold your head
Are we distortions
Are we distortions Perversions of humankind Are we distortions
Are we distortions
Twisted somewhere in time
This may be disorder Underneath illusion
Catching you out Pulling you in
Caught in a daydream Moving through crowds Drifting around Movement itself
Imaginary places
Yet to be invented
A story that never begins